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Sh*t happens

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I farted in front of my boyfriends mother by accident!

Love the site, the artwork, and the blinkies!

Hey Selsaro.. at least leave me your email!

SalsaDelic Holiday

No one will be interested, so don't bother.

I was trying to deck the halls with holly and thought you might have some! (Christmas is just round the corner again, ****it)

I am Special...

Apart fron clearing my credit cards? You Know - World Peace etc.. nothing too big!

And the voice in the mirror says, 'Hey Prince, You need a shave'

Joan Of Arc - L.Cohen

Sure, I recently got back from a Salsadelic holiday ( Lloret De Mar). These are some of the pictures I took. Click This Line of Text.

From time to time...

Crazy as a Loon, Babe.

Salsa-rific

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The mind is willing (da-mn it's so willing, so horny, and the visual imagery, hey what?) but the flesh is weak, and not being able to get it up at the crucial moment... nuff said yeah? lol...

Picture the scene: it's Summer, it's hot - da-mn hot - she's slightly sweaty despite just showering in both water and deodorant (perhaps using a roll-on for environmental and nerve stimulation purposes). We head out later, eventually, for the nearest patch of green to sit down. It's all about seeing, talking, reading, resting, sighing, crooning, laziness, apathy, love talk, talk love, marriage (big up to ya, babe), music, dreams, talk love again, a quick rest, a little more love talk but not quite as fulfilling as the previous attempts, a bit of cuddling, talking and listening to each other and sighing, ‘must do this more often’.

Welcome, also, to the third thing that does stuff for you (sexual interplay). But I'm not up to thinking of three things, so I stick at two. Two is all that really matters: it takes two to tango, and while I've only ever technically tango’d twice, I've also waltzed, watered, slammed, jumped, giggled, loved and died.

That's what green places to sit down in the sun will do for you, and that's what unfulfilled looks that are beyond knowledge, but still stop shy of shyness will do for you. So, yeah, back to my mega groovy story of love, talking, reading, green stuff, books and nudity in all but name. Welcome to Summer. There are fewer bees buzzin’ round this flower than usual; it's been hard for me to get over, but I'm actually quite happy. I even smiled when the cork popped so cleanly and the music did its stuff.

Welcome to Summer.

Enter Stage Right. One fine foxy chique chick female bi-ch woman person with breasts. I bet you're wondering how I knew know she has breasts having never seen them. I bet you Mucho Dinero. You make the call, I'll cover the bet, I'll win the bet, I'll get the money, put it in the bank, spend it on loved ones and loving, and be right! Right?. But I'm always right, and I'm getting tired of it, but that doesn't matter, but I have a duty to be right, right? If only to prove all the people who are wrong, wrong. (The constant repetition appeals to my hyper-immaturity which is just a front to lull people into some real sense of security, before looking out of the window with a sense of ambiguity that prevents accusations of surrealism). Pay up when you want, if you want: I don't really mind, it was never really that important to me.

Far more important (see how the link works? Just read between the lines, yeah?) was the ‘Enter Stage Right’ person with rather few clothes on, with (or ‘in’) a somewhat alluring manner. She sat down, with all sorts of parts of her body, partially exposed (so chique), - body parts that I don't even know the names of, or wouldn't really like to let you know my chosen euphemisms of, for fear of no longer coming across as the suh-smoooth dancer with the sure fire electric feet. Down she sat like a sit down thing, with sit down eyes, a sit down smile and sit down legs that went all the way up to her sit down what (Which is to say, a strange play on words, whose meaning escapes even me, on you know what, rather than what being my euphemism for you know what is.) crooning and sighing her sit down sighs.

That’s all a memory now, and a fine one it was too, until the moment that some guy crashed through a hole in the floor! Rolling up in his new jalopy and she hunkered on down, ‘Got as lift. See ya’ and ’Ring me’. He took her home...

Aww sh-t!

Motive? There's got to be a motive! But I can’t find one, but then I've always found a lack of motive far more interesting, than from an apathetic mass sitting on my sit down what.

Far more interesting to me is the existence of a world (and, yes!, it's our world. Or mine at least. Come along if you want...) where there are people who will hunker on down. My life is surrounded by people hunkering on down. Isn't that just beautiful?

Well, there was neither delight nor happiness in my eyes then, and everyone who was stood standing there, could see it. Uh Oh, the eyes of confused pity and piety. I am the epitome of apathy, with lack of motive, lack of direction and a stolid need at this time to be emotionally void.

It was truly inspirational. It made me cry inside. It made me feel all alone, and at the same time, one of many. It was the defining moment of a generation (mine ha-ha). It was love, it was humour, it was death. Another failed attempt at a love that I know would never be but a dream. It really moved me more than I could possibly even attempt to convey. I could have kissed her. But I didn't...

mio

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Kenry

Bambucia

USA

Msna

Those who wish to sing always find a song.

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dont know lol

to settle down lol

im me who are you cause im sure im me

not got 1

yes pls

defo

some ppl say i am

caring or so im told

england north west

humm....dont think theres been 1 yet lol

hiya titanica just looking around your site like what i see so far even though i had to install realplayer 10 lol
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hi sis long time no speak. round a friends and just see yr web site and the one you done in memory of mum. it is very nice. are you on line now? that email address is my email at work. changed my life after what happened now management at team mobile technical support mannager for all t. mobile phones got my head sorted doing all courses while away how are you anyway seen kaleigh and jannie at city she looks just like you

Alaska Living Wow! This is So Cool!

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I have a link to your site on my Hooked on Graphics Blog http://pamelajoy.com/country/graphics/2002_09_01_ocg.php

Just checking to make sure you are still online.

A good night's sleep...my children to be happy and healthy

Sure, come on over. Bring a coat, it's cold here!

Probably, when are you going to add something new! I will also be back to check on your children!

Of course. Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.

Complex

Fairbanks, Alaska, USA

I was attending a workshop, and my panty hose started rolling down my legs. I had to step out of them. I hope nobody saw me.

Thank you for sharing your experiences with Timmy. I read every word. You have beautiful children. Your mother is so pretty, and that's probably where you got your beauty from. (BTW the link to the guestbook on Timmy's page asked me to be logged in... and I couldn't post from there... so I kept surfing your site until I found a link to the guestbook).

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happiness (which I have)

never assume anything

touch, peel and stand

of course but that's solely up to you ;-)

probably

a little bit.. maybe

sincere

Ohio

I don't think I should share that here, it WASN'T pretty

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